A fateful day nine eleven,
a day that scattered our heavens.
All was at peace then came attacks,
from cowards behind our backs.
Both towers under the test,
from terrorists on their quest.
Fright had only just begun,
wanting the Whitehouse and Pentagon.
A husband on the phone to his wife,
saying goodbye to her for life.
All on his plane made a block,
when someone shouted,"Let's Rock"!
Holding hands jumbping to fate,
their escape was too late.
Firemen and Policemen lost their lives,
hard as they trid few survived.
Husbands, wives, sisters, brothers,
aunts, uncles, children smothered.
Our country never the same,
the search is on for Saddam Hussein!

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